A Mother's Love to Her Sons

Numbers one, two, and three arrived wrapped in pink and purple skirts and frilly tutus. We welcomed them with joy, our hearts full, yet somewhere in our minds, we remembered two boys who had been promised to join our lineup. So we waited, trusting that one of you would be next. To our delight, 2015 and 2017 were the years chosen for you to grace us with your presence. You entered this world, blessing us and everyone you met.

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A faithful messenger and a steadfast lion—so different, yet perfectly balanced. It’s as if you knew each other before arriving on this plane of existence, understanding that together, you would sharpen, strengthen, and teach one another precisely what the other needed.

Each day, my love for you both deepens. Today, you are boys—wild, free, and full of wonder. But I know that one day, you will be men. Trailblazing this earth with love, joy, and a purpose that belongs to you alone.

Whatever path you choose, hold onto these words: As your mother, I am forever grateful that God chose me to nurture, guide, and carry you. Like your sisters, one of my greatest joys is simply hearing you call me Mother.